A Cognative Science Experiment

It goes like this:

The researcher leads a pre-school (age 4 or 5) child into a room. In the room there is a pedestal and a large, tasty marshmallow.

The researcher tells the child “you can eat the marshmallow whenever you want. But, if you wait until after I get back, you will be allowed to eat two marshmallows!”

The researcher now leaves the room.

This being a science experiment, they recorded what the children did.

Some of the children ate the marshmallow before the door closed on the researcher.

Some of the children walked up to the marshmallow, handled it, sniffed it, and agonized over not being able to eat it.

Coping strategies varied — one child even went to sleep on a mattress.

Others didn’t have much of a problem ignoring the marshmallow.

Apparently, about 1/3 ate the marshmallow, 1/3 had serious issues resisting, but managed, and 1/3 had no problem resisting.

They came back and looked at the study participants years and years later. The children who had the least problem delaying their gratification had were showing signs of becoming much more successful than the children who had problems, or who couldn’t resist eating the marshmallow.

So, here is the question. Do you think you could have resisted the marshmallow?

A Childs Point Of View

I find it amazing how we can all view the world in different ways. A lack of understanding can give one a totally different perspective!

True Story.

The wife and I were going to the grocery store over the weekend and there was a State Police sitting near the sidewalk. It was a K-9 unit, and the dog was in the back seat. There was a woman and a small boy getting out of a vehicle that had Wilmington real estate posters all over it. They ended up in front of us on the sidewalk. As they approached the officer, the boy leaned over toward her and asked “Ma’am, is that a dog in your car?”

“Why yes it is” she responded.

With a very serious look on his face the kid asked, “What did he do to get arrested?”

I immediately burst into laughter while the boys mother glared at me. Hey, it was funny! If my daughter would have asked that, I would have laughed just as hard…. maybe even harder.